User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3474228-20111122221341/@comment-25220117-20111130204245

The weasel notches an arrow to the bowstring crouching down, before jumping up and loosing it off at Sterling, while a scraggly-bearded searat draws a scimitar and swings it at him

A searat slips below deck, knocking stone to flint as he finally finds the storage room, dropping a bag of what seems to be dirt against the far end of the ship and spreading it about the target in long, thin lines, sprinkling the last bits about the end of the back of the tiller